Chapter 86: Luck, Talent, and Rain
Talent?
Joo Joowon froze for a moment.
Were there really people who possessed talents the moment they became players?
Then he quickly came to a realization.
Of course there were.
Even before the apocalypse arrived, hadn’t there already been countless geniuses in the world who amazed everyone around them?
How could people like that possibly be considered untalented?
Joo Joowon felt a little envious of people born with such gifts, but he was still able to keep his emotions in check.
[ @Ashfall: A follower won’t be necessary. Under the current circumstances, it’s basically impossible for people to meet in person anyway. Since your talent is good, you should take advantage of the fact that zombies are still relatively easy to kill and level up as quickly as possible. My talent tells me that after this rain ends, the world might undergo a huge transformation. ]
Ever since equipping Sixth Sense, the oppressive feeling had become overwhelmingly obvious.
It was almost as if he had personally witnessed the destruction of the world itself.
Joo Joowon guessed that after the rain stopped, every monster in existence would likely increase in level.
The game seemed to be forcing players to grow stronger as quickly as possible.
BlessedByRNG replied with a miserable expression.
[ @BlessedByRNG: I want to, but before the apocalypse happened I had already gone to a mountain Daoist temple to become an apprentice. There isn’t even a bird around this place. Other than this temple, there aren’t any people nearby at all. ]
BlessedByRNG firmly believed that with his level of luck, it practically counted as a form of mysticism.
And if mysticism existed, then cultivation and immortality had to exist too, right?
Who would have thought that just when the old Daoist master had finally decided that they "shared fate" and was preparing to officially accept him as a disciple, the old man turned into a zombie the very next day.
Master!
You bragged so much about how incredible our sect was, but you never mentioned that the immortals backing your temple couldn’t beat the apocalypse game!
"..."
Joo Joowon found himself speechless.
What???
He really knew very little about Daoist temples or Buddhist monasteries.
After thinking for a while, he finally replied.
[ @Ashfall: If possible, keep an eye on the plants around your temple. You can start observing them now and see whether any of them are behaving differently compared to before. Also, prepare as much fire as you can. I have a feeling that after the heavy rain ends, plants may mutate as well. If that happens, fire attacks should be quite effective. ]
[ @BlessedByRNG: Thank you, Boss! I understand now! ]
Immediately afterward, another piece of equipment was sent over.
[ @BlessedByRNG: Thank you, Boss! If I ever get the chance in the future, I’ll definitely come and join you! ]
...That really wouldn’t be necessary.
Joo Joowon had never been interested in becoming entangled with other people.
Online interactions were one thing.
In real life, Joo Joowon did not even enjoy normal social relationships.
Of course he knew that good people existed in this world.
Heroes existed too.
Unfortunately, people like that had rarely ever appeared in his own life.
Relatives who tried to drive him away in order to seize family land.
Following fellow villagers and friends overseas to earn tuition money, only to be scammed and nearly lose his life in another country.
Finally being rescued by the police and no longer needing to worry about tuition fees, only to encounter dormitory roommates who spread disgusting rumors simply because of minor disagreements.
One incident after another.
Although he had managed to survive every crisis in the end, those experiences had also taught Joo Joowon to keep his distance from strangers.
Even if BlessedByRNG seemed foolish, rich, and harmless, Joo Joowon still preferred to maintain nothing more than a simple business relationship with him.
It was not really a case of being bitten by a snake and fearing ropes for ten years afterward.
He genuinely found social interaction troublesome and simply did not enjoy it.
In fact, Joo Joowon had never understood why some people claimed they would go crazy after staying at home alone for a month.
Inside his tiny world consisting of only himself and Byeol, he was perfectly happy.
As far as he was concerned, heaven itself probably looked something like this.
After ending his conversation with BlessedByRNG, Joo Joowon equipped the two rings that the lucky player had gifted him.
Most of the equipment BlessedByRNG had shown consisted of common beginner items such as shirts, pants, shoes, several rather inconvenient hats, and a single ring.
The moment Joo Joowon saw the list, his eyes immediately locked onto the ring.
He currently relied heavily on the Spider Web Launcher, which greatly increased his need for Mental Power.
Although hats also provided Mental Power bonuses, having to wear them on his head was far less convenient than simply slipping on a ring.
The true offensive use of the Spider Web Launcher was not firing one or two strands of silk.
Its real power came from launching an entire web capable of trapping enemies in place.
However, doing so instantly consumed two points of Mental Power.
Since Joo Joowon still had no idea what kind of consequences Mental Power exhaustion might bring, this "hidden weapon" and finishing move could only be used five times in a single battle at most.
Any more than that was simply too risky.
As an elite grade hidden weapon, the adhesive strength of its hunting web was extremely impressive.
Ordinary attacks were incapable of breaking the web apart.
It was also resistant to both water and fire.
Its only real weakness was that once the web had been used, replenishing it was extremely difficult.
Only spider silk of the same quality could be reabsorbed and recycled by the Spider Web Launcher.
Spider silk that had already captured prey could still be recovered and transformed back into silk fluid, but once it was fired again afterward, it could only be used for support purposes such as Search Threads or Hidden Lines.